Chapter 4

I dug out a cardboard box.

I put my subwoofer inside it.

Then I stuffed three sides with sponges.

The side not blocked by sponges, I pressed tightly against their wall.

I turned the volume up to maximum.

And started playing Buddhist chants.

[Namo ratna trayāya. Namo āryāvalokiteśvarāya Bodhisattvāya mahāsattvāya mahākāruṇikāya…]

As the solemn Buddhist music slowly flowed out, I felt instantly refreshed.

My entire mind and body were cleansed.

This was a place of Buddhist serenity. I wanted to see if they'd have the nerve to continue their antics in front of Buddha, Bodhisattvas, and all the divine beings.

Sure enough, they too were apparently moved by the compassionate Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara.

They stopped immediately.

"Honey, it seems the Bodhisattva has manifested, QUACK."

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"Manifest my ass! It's that damn neighbor playing tricks!" Dave pounded on the wall, "Turn off that music! What the hell are you playing Buddhist chants for in the middle of the night, are you crazy?!"